Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You feel disembodied,..
boundless, spinning helplessly space..."

Madrox]
me,
the one you see awaken in
or sinner,
the message is embedded in the
Ugly as they might
Raised from the dirt and
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my and out my shit
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash your wit it
Watch your blood drain skull onto the ground
And take ya to my grave where you will never be

Madrox]
me,
Not giving a again
unstoppable and crazy I have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to your skull
Drink saki, when I'm monkey paw

me,
kids me Cousin Louie
Cause my rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a and it's your life we decide on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a puddle of
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my homies are
At that's what the voices in my head
said

HEY!!

[Shaggy 2
That's me all up in mug dont get it punched.
Knock (who There?), now ya lips all fucked up.
When I my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya face ya fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a hostage and the
are makin me mad.
fell through watch it on the news because i shot that
motha fucka in plain view.
2 dope]
That's me, What bitch? You got to say?
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya face so
Little duct tape on the and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin over cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a clown wig, a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to the party like confetti.
That's me spittin wicked shit, fuck
I throw knives in the crowd and em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you shoulda known a better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and laugh and watch fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin pussy popper, chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
That's me and notice I'm for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)